Graaaaaak

Ew. I'm telling all you girls who think you're superly fat and ugly something very important:

STARVING YOURSELF HURTS!

Trust me, there's nothing worse than the feeling of your stomach expanding and contracting and trying to digest the 3 1cm. slices of banana that you had for breakfast lunch and dinner (One slice for each meal.)

Honestly, I find this somewhat ironic. My writing sample was about anorexia and bulimia and yet here I am almost sampleing my own wears it seems. This is sorta sickening, I don't even think I'm making any progress, I'm just crankier than usual. As I researched the subject I learned something, all I'm doing is letting my muscles go to waste and soon I'll be a weak but skinny, sickly pale stick. (the kind I could snap in half right now... If I had the energy.)

Ouch it hurts to breath, I feel like such an effing hippocrate.

Aww, screw anorexia I'm going to get fried chicken.